Psykotika13

"Alune!" Miss Reids' voice was shrill as it cut through the quiet murmur of the classroom, "What do you think you're doing?!" Despite her age, her eyes were still cuttingly clear and she could still hold forth like a drill sergeant. My head came up several desks away from my partner and I's workstation and I peered up through rogue strands of my straight, positively orange hair. "I'm sorry ma'am, I dropped my foci, I've got it now though," I held the small red chip of stone up sheepishly. Under her glare and the giggles of my fellow classmates I slunk back to my desk and my partner who looked like he'd rather eat a worm than look at me. Mac

Chapter 1- Off to a Rough Start When you're running away, the worst mistake you can make is looking back. I found this out the hard way, fleeing from the flames swiftly engulfing the only home I'd ever known. I chanced a glance back, unable to comprehend how my world had disintegrated so swiftly. And in that moment my knees nearly buckled, and I found I couldn't see to where I was going as my eyes blurred with unshed tears. A large, rough hand came down on my shoulder like stone weight, "What's this then?" I panicked at the authority in the man's voice, I twisted hard, and threw myself away from the voice. I slammed into a brick w